Multidimensional watering hole of choice

[mm_lettie]

Holly is, predictably, in the kitchen. Perhaps she's been avoiding the main bar a little more than usual for reasons she'll keep to herself ... but it's easy enough to guess that she doesn't want to run into certain alternates.

Thus there is a shepherd's pie in the oven.

Comments

[mm_danii]

"Shepherd's pie, love?"

He settles his hands on her shoulders.

[mm_lettie]

She leans back against him with a smile.

"Yes." Because it takes the most amount of time physically possible for anything dinner-related that she knows how to cook.

[mm_danii]

"Smells lovely," and his hands slip down from her shoulders to wrap about her waist as he leans to kiss her cheek.

"Anything you need, love?"

[mm_lettie]

She slides her hands over his.

"Just you."